#evilqueen
Snow White
A princess pure
The Evil Queen
With a trap to lure
But what if Snow White
Was not what she seemed
And darkness lurked
Within her dreams?
What if the Evil Queen
Her stepmother
Was not as terrible
As we tell one another?
Why do we twist
The stories so?
Hiding their meanings
In tales of woe?
Perhaps indeed
We tell the truth
Or maybe, just maybe
They're unfounded roots
So what really happened
To White as Snow?
And what of the Queen
Her only foe?
Guess what
My readers dear
No one knows
And so they fear
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 3:15 PM UTC
1000 years old, still
being a living statue:
the Wicked Step Queen.
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 3:55 AM UTC
Red is for the blood split.
Three drops; no more, no less.
Plucked upon a roses thorny edge.
Down
Drop
They
Drop
Tumbled.
Drop
A stark contrast against the blanket of the whitest snow.
A wish was all it took,
For a spell had been woven through true loves magic.
The Queen belly, twas ripe with babe--
A princess-
skin white as snow,
lips red as glittering ruby's
and hair black as nights coal.
Her name:
Well Snow White, of course.
Or so the legend has told.
For what comes next is quite tragic.
For all magic comes with a toll;
An equivalent exchange:
a life, for a soul.
The babe was born on the morning rays, as for told.
With skin white as snow,
lips red as glittering ruby's
and hair black as nights coal--
For the Queen's last wish held true.
But for the King,
He grieved his sorrow for his lost beloved.
His happily ever-after crumbled throughout his kingdom-
like a wicked plague itself.
A Witching Queen rising in the true Queens place.
A evil stepmother-
for sweet innocent Snow White.
This vain diabolist, weaved her dark spell.
A magical looking glass-
appeared in front of her face.
**"Magic mirror on my wall
Who is the fairest of them all"**
The enchanted piece of glass
swirled and looped and then spoke.
**"My Queen,
you are full of fair,
it is true,
but on this day
Snow White is fairer than you"**
With a mighty jealous roar-
this Evil Queen called for her Huntsman.
To **** the one that might dare, to be fairer, then she--
Snow White's heart in a box
was the bounty!
because in the end the child needed to die.
For no one was fairer then the vainest of the Queens.
But you see:
The Huntsman of this Baneful Queen,
could not **** one such as sweet and fair as
the one know as:
Snow White.
A deer's heart,
is what is sent back in the Queens box;
But what became of dearest Snow White, you say?
Well: She went to live in the woods,
A small tiny cottage,
with seven little dwarfs.
What are their names, you ask?
Lets see:
There is--
Blick
&
then there is,
Flick
don't forget,
Glick
or then,
Plick,
wait a second.
Don't forget about,
Snick,
&
Whick,
and most important,
Quee.
And if you do not know them by these names,
what about:
*****
Then Grumpy
Doc,
&
Happy
Sleepy and
Sneezy,
don't forget about,
Bashful.
They protected their fair Snow White,
from the Hideous Queen.
And for two year-
they kept her safe.
Until:
The Evil Queen conjured her magic,
and when the enchanted mirror gleamed back at her,
she queried--
**"Magic mirror on my wall
Who is the fairest of them all"**
The enchanted piece of glass
swirled and looped and then spoke once more.
**"My Queen,
you are full of fair,
it is true,
but still too this day,
the young Queen,
is a thousand times fairer than you"**
The Queen knew she had been tricked--
A wicked plan had been struck.
A old hag hid the Queens' face well.
Red is the color of ripened apple,
disguising the greenest of deadliest poison.
One bite: was all it took.
Snow White, asleep for all times.
But you see,
All magic comes with a toll.
And a true loves kiss, broke the spell.
This is a story about over coming the greatest of evil.
A reminder:
the light will always prevail.
Oct 1, 2012
Oct 1, 2012 at 3:50 PM UTC